The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 177 Miss Xie's Wedding
The girl stared at the star-shaped jade pendant in her hand, then suddenly began to tremble. She pressed the pendant tightly to her chest, murmuring, "Spiders are afraid of light... When the stars shine... the spider will run away..."

Sheng Yunqing was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly squatted down to ask softly, "Hanxing, what did you say?"

"Here..." Han Xing poked her chest with her index finger, "There's a spider biting me... Put the star here... and it won't hurt anymore..." As she spoke, she suddenly pressed the jade pendant against Sheng Yunqing's chest and smiled innocently, "Sister, try it!"

Lu Changxuan, who was resting in the tree, suddenly opened his eyes, jumped down from the tree, and with a glint in his eyes, quickly stepped forward and said, "Junior sister, let her explain more clearly."

Sheng Yunqing held Hanxing's hand and gently guided her, "Hanxing, do you mean that putting this jade pendant on your heart will drive away the spider?"

Hanxing nodded vigorously, then suddenly made a tearing motion: "You have to use force... to pull the spider out..." Her expression suddenly turned painful, "It hurts a lot... but once it's pulled out... it won't hurt anymore."

As she spoke, she suddenly turned the jade pendant over, revealing a barely visible fine line on the back: "Here... blood must drip... for the stars to shine."

Lu Changxuan took the jade pendant and examined it carefully. Suddenly, he gasped, "So that's how it is! The back of this jade pendant is engraved with a Gu-attracting pattern. It only needs to be activated with blood and then placed on the heart of the Gu worm's host to draw out the Gu worm!"

A look of joy flashed in Sheng Yunqing's eyes as she said, "So, Ye Jinchen's love potion can be extracted using the method Han Xing mentioned?"

“No.” Lu Changxuan shook his head, his gaze becoming cautious. “The love worm is already connected to the heart meridian. Forcibly drawing it out would be fatal. But this jade pendant can temporarily suppress the worm, giving us time to find a way to completely remove it.”

Han Xing suddenly grabbed Sheng Yunqing's sleeve, her eyes unusually clear: "Hurry! The first night of the month... the spider is at its weakest..."

After saying that, she returned to her dazed state and continued fiddling with the jade pendant.

Sheng Yunqing looked at her clear eyes and frowned slightly.

She exchanged a glance with Lu Changxuan and said, "Did you see that?"

Lu Changxuan raised his hand and pinched his chin, saying, "This girl doesn't look like she was born mentally challenged..."

Han Xing suddenly remembered something and put the jade pendant back into Sheng Yunqing's hand: "Xingxing forgot, I gave the jade pendant to Sister Xiangxiang."

As soon as she finished speaking, she skipped off to chase the butterflies in the grass.

Sheng Yunqing stroked the fine line she had mentioned, and smiled, her beautiful lips curving upwards. This girl had indeed provided useful information.

Three days later, Miss Xie got married, and the ten-mile-long red bridal procession illuminated half of the capital city.

The hall was filled with the flickering red candles and the draped gold curtains, creating a beautiful and enchanting atmosphere.

Zhi Xing sat gracefully by the couch, her face half-covered by a bridal veil, revealing only a section of her fair, jade-like chin and a touch of rosy red lips.

The palace doors were pushed open, and Ye Jingnian stepped in, dressed in a black wedding gown. The python pattern embroidered with gold thread gleamed coldly in the candlelight.

He waved his hand to dismiss the servants, and in an instant, only the two of them remained in the hall.

Zhi Xing heard footsteps approaching, her heart pounding, but she dared not look up.

Ye Jingnian stood in front of her, lifted the bridal veil with his fingertips, revealing his delicate face.

Zhi Xing's makeup was gorgeous, her delicate almond eyes reflected the glow of the candlelight, and her cherry lips were adorned with a touch of rosy rouge.

"Your Highness..." she called softly, her voice trembling slightly, her fingers nervously gripping the hem of her skirt above her knees.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly raised her eyes, meeting a pair of deep, dark phoenix eyes.

Ye Jingnian's features exuded his usual wicked charm, and his thin lips held a faint smile, making him so handsome that it was breathtaking.

Just those eyes scrutinizing her held a dangerous, aggressive quality, as if they wanted to devour her.

Seeing that her eyes were a little dazed, he stroked her lips with his fingertips, a playful smile in his eyes: "Nervous?" Upon hearing this, Zhi Xing's ear tips turned red, and her lips parted slightly, only to be kissed by him.

The kiss was forceful and lingering, wantonly stealing her breath.

Zhi Xing's body went limp, her rosy lips glistening with a crystalline sheen. He held her waist and pressed her down onto the couch, her hairpins scattered, her smooth black hair flowing like a winding stream, covering the bed.

"Cold?" He noticed that her skin was slightly cool, so he placed his palm on her back and his inner energy flowed into her as if a warm current was flowing in.

Zhi Xing breathed heavily, her fingertips pressed against his chest, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the pillow: "No... I'm not cold..."

He chuckled softly, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe, his grip on her wrist tightening: "What are you hiding from?"

Zhi Xing thought of that rainy night, Ye Jingnian's terrifying gaze, so violent it seemed he wanted to tear her to pieces, his merciless torment making her appear as fragile as a porcelain doll about to shatter.

She suddenly flinched, not daring to look at him, her long eyelashes glistening with moisture.

Ye Jingnian touched her cold fingertips to his thin lips, watching her trembling and flinching reaction, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Afraid of me?"

Zhi Xing hurriedly shook her head, her voice trembling slightly: "Your Highness's favor towards Zhi Xing... is a blessing, Zhi Xing... dares not be afraid..."

Ye Jingnian chuckled sullenly, biting her earlobe and saying in a hoarse voice, "It's not strenuous."

He kissed her lips, his fingertips wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His warm breath enveloped her, and the rich purple aura around them dispelled her chill.

His movements were gentle and slow, as if giving her room to back down. Seeing her hand hastily withdraw from his fingertips, he slowly raised his hand again and gently sniffed the lingering fragrance on his fingertips.

But she really did retreat to the corner of the bed, and a barely perceptible glint flashed in Ye Jingnian's eyes.

"I'm out of patience, come here." He grabbed her ankle, scooped her up with his long arm, and pulled her close around the waist.

Feeling her strong heartbeat, Ye Jingnian gently rested her chin on his shoulder.

Warm hands stroked her dark hair, and she closed her eyes to inhale the fragrance on her neck, saying, "This time there's no alluring spirit, so I'll teach you properly."

Beneath the hoarse voice lay an unyielding command.

Zhi Xing swallowed hard, her trembling fingers gripping his brocade robe tightly. Her eyes reddened pitifully, and she said weakly, "Yes."

The red candles flickered, casting lingering shadows, while the night breeze swept through the courtyard, stirring the light curtains.

As Ye Jingnian leaned down, he whispered in her ear, his warm breath reddening her jade-like ear.

The water clock dripped slowly outside the window, and a ray of moonlight slanted across the bed, illuminating the clasped fingers inside the silk curtains.

As the night dew grew heavier, only the pair of red candles still dripped with burning tears, filling the room with the warmth of spring.

As dawn approached, birds chirped loudly in the distant forests, and the waning moon was about to disappear behind the eaves.

The beauty on the couch had fallen into a deep sleep. Ye Jingnian held her cool fingers, which seemed warmer than last time, and a dark look appeared in his eyes.

He gazed at that carefree sleeping face, and a faint smile unconsciously curved his lips.

He put on his coat, opened the door, and gently closed the palace door, the faint fragrance of Zhi Xing's hair still lingering on his fingertips.

Yan Chuan was already waiting under the eaves. When he saw him come out, he bowed his head and asked, "Your Highness, we have found the love potion."

(End of this chapter)